“Mpreg Belly Expansion I Love Mpreg When It’s Written”

The story flow is good,no plot holes or loose ends unless they are to be build up for the sequel. The main character have an attraction but go slow so trust is built and the storyline flows naturally.

The sound of horses in this part of the woods isn’t unusual, but as far as Castiel knows, the next hunt is weeks away. The Duke may be neglectful and distant, but he’s always let Castiel and the other guardians of the park know in advance before anyone is expected to pass through his land, if only to ensure that they will have supplies and food waiting for them as is necessary.

Omegas were hard to come by worldwide. While I would have preferred to mate for love, it didn’t seem that it was in the cards for me. I had taken over as pack Alpha five years earlier, and it was high time that I started adding to the pack population. Less even than a marriage of convenience, purchasing an Omega at the auction was more of a long-term service contract, a means to an end, so what was an Alpha to do when he found his soul mate on the auction block?

Harry Potter has never even heard of Hogwarts when the letters start dropping on the doormat at number four, Privet Drive. Addressed in green ink on yellowish parchment with a purple seal, they are swiftly confiscated by his grisly aunt and uncle. Then, on Harry’s eleventh birthday, a great beetle-eyed giant of a man called Rubeus Hagrid bursts in with some astonishing news: Harry Potter is a wizard, and he has a place at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. An incredible adventure is about to begin!

“MPREG, it’s not really a huge squick, but sometimes I wish we didn’t have to go there. We could just have male Omegas because why not, none of it makes sense anyhow so there doesn’t have to be any logic in having Omegas who don’t get pregnant. What I dislike more than MPREG though is infantilizing or feminizing omegas way too much.” (M, female, currently 95% straight, with past same sex relationship, 25-30, Finland)

WARNING: This story contains male pregnancy, female pregnancy, minor language, and extremely descriptive, if not graphic, labour and birthing scenes. If you are not a fan of any of these subjects, than I would prefer if you not comment on my story, just to start flame wars and explain to the world how certain things, like mpreg, are disgusting and sinful. That is only your opinion, and there are some people that actually enjoy things like this, so please keep your opinions to yourself.

Như chợt nhớ ra điều gì, cậu thiếu niên chạy đi rồi quay lại với mấy cái khăn trên tay. Xong xuôi cậu ấy cởi luôn cái áo vướng víu trên người tôi. Thế là tôi trên như nhộng, nằm trên sô pha nhà người ta chờ rặn đẻ.

The angel stayed seated in the same spot and thought over what the younger Winchester had said. If he was being honest a deep part of him and wished that Dean would be willing to have a family with him. Castiel had long ago accepted his feelings and knew that if Dean were his mate he would be happy for the rest of eternity. But, he also knew that Dean would never feel the same way he did, and why would he when he was so brave and bright and Castiel was nothing but a failure of an angel?

Placing a hand over his gravid stomach, the merman continued to swim, his attention on his overdue stomach. He hadn’t realized just how big he was going to get, and at this late stage of pregnancy, he didn’t like feeling so heavy. It was worse when he was above the water, his body feeling all the more heavier as his gravid stomach weighed him down.

When not exorcising the voices in her head, she toils away in a retail job that tests her patience and gives her lots of story fodder. She can also be found in her kitchen, pretending she’s an amateur chef and trying to not poison herself or others with her cuisine experiments.

“The egg is sideways. Just keep pushing.” Joel instructed the man who was screaming and writhing against his hands, trying to push the egg out. He leg go of one of the man’s legs and started to turn the egg while the man pushed with a contraction.

When karter jenks goes to arrest jax orris for burglary. He never expects the broken omega to be his mate. Escaping a violent gang with his 6 week old son, jax has survived as a vagrant, stealing what he needed to keep himself and his son alive. Karter vows to help jax to move on from his past as well as keep him and his son safe. Jax must learn to trust karter and the other constables to help him and save other Omega’s from a bleak future. This story carries …more

Third, as much as I rooted for Colin to stand up for himself in this story, I found myself taking sides with Ed a lot. Sure, Ed may not have been good at expressing himself, but Colin also did things he shouldn’t have done.

Serge and dex are tarek’s friend who meets and saves Braun from a bad situation in an ally. Fascinating characters in their own right and I could easily see them having their own book. We also meet kell who is Braun’s older brother,and briefly Krause his mate.

In Super Bowl XLIX, Seahawks coach Pete Carroll made one of the most controversial calls in football history: With 26 seconds remaining, and trailing by four at the Patriots’ one-yard line, he called for a pass instead of a handing off to his star running back. The pass was intercepted, and the Seahawks lost. Critics called it the dumbest play in history. But was the call really that bad? Or did Carroll actually make a great move that was ruined by bad luck? Even the best decision doesn’t yield the best outcome every time.

Hearing the banter between the two of them, I look over and smile before turning my attention back to cooking Tom’s sandwich.  Nearly a decade ago, I never would have thought of getting married, much less having children.  But now here I am; a loving husband, two beautiful children, and he’s giving me a third…  Didn’t think I’d ever be this lucky.

He rolled back and forth, from his left side to his back, then his right side, and rolling back onto his back. He curled and arched his body, crying out and screaming as the pain assaulted him still. Nothing he did was easing his pain away, in fact it just got worse with each passing one.

“Keith…! I don’t know what you’re up to, but this isn’t funny anymore!” He shouted, beginning to fear for his life. Keith leaned down and dragged his blanket over with his teeth, he pulled it over with his fucking teeth, setting it down next to them. Then, he moved Lance’s wrists above his head and held them there with one hand while the other quickly grabbed the blanket and began tying Lance’s wrists up. Shit. Lance knew every BDSM trope in the book like the back of his hand, and bondage was a classic that, while he wasn’t opposed to it, he definitely never expected from Keith.

Lance gulped as Keith pinned his wrists down on either side of his head against the mattress, looking down at him with a look in his eyes that Lance had never seen in Keith before. The smaller boy was straddling his hips, and he could feel Keith grinding down against his crotch, but the craziest thing about all of this was the amount of body heat Keith was giving off; especially from the lower half of his body. It made Lance gulp a second time in nervousness and confusion.

There are also similarities with BDSM AUs, where the characters are Doms (sometimes called “Tops”), Subs, or (sometimes) Switches. Helenish’s Stargate Atlantis BDSM AU Take Clothes Off As Directed offers a dissection of this trope[8] — as a Sub in the military, John is subjected to harassment and insubordination. Parallels can be drawn between the role of Subs in society and that of women, LGBT/queer people or minorities to examine prejudice and discrimination caused by “designationism.”

Then he hurried over to the bathroom, picking up both swaddled babies from the floor and returning to the bedroom, laying them on the large bed next to their bearer. Francis moaned and wriggled weakly on the bed. His strength was spent. Francis threw an arm over his forehead and inhaled sharply as another contraction rolled over him. He was so tired. All he wanted was to sleep, and erase the last four hours. He turned his head and gasped loudly when his muscles tensed again, biting into the duvet to muffle his cries. Niso sat on the bed and watched him, gripping at his hand lightly now. There wasn’t anything he could do but sit there with him. Sighing, he shook his head, wondering when Francis would next give birth and how many more he’d be having. Francis buried his face in the pillow. His soft cries became more urgent as he curled in on himself, clutching his heaving abdomen. His insides felt like they were being ripped open. “Nnnggh..!”With the next contraction he squeezed Niso’s hand, hard enough to bruise. His back arched off the bed as the baby suddenly shifted and the horrible pressure in his pelvis returned. Francis groaned and rubbed his stomach furiously, feeling his muscles seize and contract against his will. This was not his body anymore; he had no control. Niso gritted his teeth but didn’t say anything, allowing Francis to squeeze his hand. “Is it coming yet?” He asked, frowning as he watched Francis continue to writhe on the bed. Using his free hand, Niso tried to keep the other’s legs spread wide, hoping the nightmare would be over soon with the final birth or births. Francis whined, struggling to loose himself from the covers. He wanted to be on all fours but his legs were tangled and plastered to the bedsheets by sweat and birth fluids. He rolled over to his side and looked at Niso. “N-Need to get up..” Francis managed to gasp out before he concentrated on his breath. This time the pain was so strong it felt like knives were being twisted inside his gut. He latched onto Niso’s arm and tried to haul himself upwards, wheezing, when suddenly his stomach clenched and a gush of fluids splashed down his legs. Francis shuddered. “AHHHHHHHHHHH…!”

All omegas would act differently towards an alpha approaching them during heat, honestly. It also pretty much depends on the author’s depiction of the classes in the story. The one I’ve seen that’s most popular is the idea that an omega will want the alpha to fuck them, yeah. It varies on how the alpha approaches, though, cause again, it depends on the author. In some stories the alpha may think it’s their right to check on the omega, while others will be really sheepish about it.

Joel heard the man outside shouting to him, asking him to help and he stopped right outside the door. He was going to help him birth the eggs, sure, but why not let a drug do that for him? He opened his drawer and took out a bottle of Pitocen and put three tablets onto his hand. This would guarantee that the man outside would give quickly, but painfully as well.

Fever is making me crazy.  This can’t possibly be real.  He did not want to look again, but forced himself back to the water.  He took a deep breath and leaned over; his own reflection wavered in the moving surface, complete with horn.